Liu Shicheng looked down at Tongshun's corpse, and couldn't help but take a step back, he really thought that he was attacked by a fierce beast last night, and he didn't admit it, and he didn't think that it might be a monster.

The frightened Liu Shicheng glared at Mu Jingzhong, and his tone was a little gloomy, "It's you, it's you who investigated the murder case of the monsters in the capital, so you attracted that ghost thing, killed these people, and almost killed the official." No, no, it's too dangerous to stay by your side, and the official has to go back and explain this matter to the saint, so that he can send another unlucky guy to assist you in the plague detective, and the official will not accompany him. ”

As he spoke, he stepped back and rushed to the carriage.

Dali Temple wished that Liu Shicheng would leave quickly, and now he chose to get out by himself, and no one said anything to stay.

Mu Jingzhong also didn't seem to hear that Liu Shicheng was leaving, and ordered someone to sort out Tongshun's body, and wait for Mu Yirong to find all the remaining questioners or corpses, and then transport them back to Shangjing.

Liu Shicheng, who rushed to the front of the carriage, did not drive the carriage, so he turned around and found the coachman of Mufu, grabbed him, and ordered the coachman to take him back to the capital.

Hou Hu didn't understand how such a timid person could sit in the position of the secretary of the dignified criminal department, could it be that Yan Zhou had reached the point where no one was available?

Mu Jingzhong looked at Liu Shicheng, who was almost frightened, "The coachman will not drive you back, he will take this official to Lantian County and be ordered to investigate the case." Liu Shangshu, if you want to go back to the city now, then walk back by yourself. ”

Liu Shicheng was shocked and angry, and asked Mu Jingzhong if he wanted to take the opportunity to let the monster kill him so as to get his position as a scholar?

Mu Jingzhong stared at Liu Shicheng expressionlessly, "If this is the case, Ruicao, the pavilion chief of Dali Temple, that is, the niece of this official, will not have saved you desperately last night." ”

Liu Shicheng was speechless for a while, but soon couldn't help muttering, "Who knows what kind of heart you have." Maybe you just want to leave an impression on others to protect the official first, and if the official has a case in the future, you can shirk the responsibility, and the official is unlucky, completely clearing up the involvement and suspicion. ”

Master Liu's tongue is like a lotus, but every lotus flower that blooms on his tongue has sharp thorns, and there is no fragrance, it is simply stinky!

Hou Hu has endured it for a long time, stretched out a fan-like slap, and angrily blasted Liu Shicheng, "Lord Liu, since you don't believe in us, walk back to the capital from here with your most trusted legs." If you don't want to leave, stop talking nonsense, keep your mouth shut, and stay where it's cool!"

After speaking, he beckoned his younger brother Hou Hou and others to clean up Tongshun's body together.

Liu Shicheng was so angry that he smoked, but he had no other way but to continue to shout angrily that Dali Temple was undisciplined, and he was bound to return to Beijing to play the Ming Sheng, and rectify the unhealthy atmosphere of Dali Temple.

A gust of wind blew, bringing a strong bloody atmosphere, Liu Shicheng fought a cold war, and then turned around, and saw in the dusty distance, Mu Yirong, Ruicao and others, leading dozens of horses, holding seven or eight corpses, walked over.

Liu Shicheng's eyes widened, and he took several steps backwards in succession, watching more than a dozen horses pass in front of him and stop in front of Tongshun's corpse.

On horseback, the corpses of Dali Temple were all distorted and hideous, and their round eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, and they were lined up in front of Liu Shicheng.

Liu Shicheng's legs and stomach began to tremble, and the corners of his frightened mouth also kept trembling, he really didn't expect that the attack last night would be so tragic.

Mu Jingzhong looked at Mu Yirong, whose face was iron and gray, and asked in an unsteady voice, "People, are they all here?"

"Sun Daqing and Li Chengfang are missing. ”

Mu Yirong said that he, Seocho Okawa and others searched both sides of the nearby road, but did not find the bodies of the two men, nor did they find their name plates.

In a meadow, they found seven horses from Dali Temple, and the other two were killed.

Mu Jingzhong watched Dachuan and the others unload all the corpses on horseback, and found that the faces of two or three people were very badly damaged, and their eyes finally became moist.

"Let's go back to the city first! After settling their bodies, let's see what the Holy One has to say!"

Mu Yirong nodded, Dali Temple has suffered such a major change, it must not be easy to turn the page like this, his father will definitely not be able to escape the reproach and punishment of the saint, and the case of Bingjian's hiding of the corpse may have to be taken over by someone else.

In particular, there is Liu Shicheng, a person who loves to step on the feet of Dali Temple when he has nothing to do, and he must take the opportunity to make waves and make things out of control.

Also, the attack on Dali Temple is very similar to the case of the corpse of the Qilin and Panasonic, and the Jingzhao Mansion will have a headache for a while.

Mu Yirong looked up at the gray sky, saw the dark clouds rolling in the east, and secretly sighed in his heart that Shangjing might experience another storm.

When they came, they were noisy, and when they returned, they were so quiet that only the sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

But even the sound of the horses' hooves, which should have been brisk, became heavy, and again and again, and pounded heavily on everyone's hearts.

Even Liu Shicheng, whose mouth was as idle as a broken gong, didn't look at it, and quietly watched the carriage go out.

Seocho rode a bloodstained little peach horse and landed at the back of the group, with a red head and a green back nesting on Seocho's shoulder, rubbing his head against Seocho's neck, and a faint sadness in his small eyes.

Mu Yirong restrained himself from looking back at Seocho, and raised his head high, like a general who had returned victoriously, but there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes, and the intense grief turned into bloodshot and crawled all over his eyeballs.

Mu Yirong ordered people to go into the city to get the white cloth, and then drive a few carts out to transport the body back to Dali Temple quietly, so as not to alarm the people and cause panic.

However, when the carts carrying the corpses covered with white cloth entered the city, many people were still alarmed, and with the procession, they went to the imperial city and crowded in Anfumen to discuss.

Mu Jingzhong and Liu Shicheng entered the palace to ask for guilt, and waited for the fall, Mu Yirong stood in the Yamen courtyard of Dali Temple, which was covered with white cloth and corpses, and looked up quietly at the dark clouds rolling in the east, engulfing the gray sky little by little.

Uncle Zuoqiu of Jingzhao Mansion was invited, and he was accompanied by Yin Peiyuan of Jingzhao Mansion, as well as several officials of He Jing to arrest him.

When they saw a row of corpses parked in Dali Temple, they were all speechless in shock, and after a long time, Pei Yuancai asked Mu Yirong with a trembling voice, "This, what happened?"

Mu Yirong didn't answer, and bowed his hand to Uncle Qiu in Dali Temple, "Trouble Uncle Qiu to check it." ”